Paying For the Gas

"Now, be a dear and go pay for the gas, please. Then we can be on our way."

At that, the attendant piped up. "Hey... uhh... look, this is on the house... if you let us take a photo!"

"No, no..." Tanya said quickly, finding her voice at last, "We can pay, it's only fair!"

"Wait up," Rachel interjected, "you left all your money at home, so I think it's my decision as to how we pay for the gas... and you know what, I think I'll take this kind gentleman's offer up!"

Tanya breathed in deeply, to try and cancel out the upcoming panic attack. She knew though that she wasn't going to escape today, in this outfit, without being photographed once at least. And at least it was better than the video of her naked ass being spanked!

Grimly, Tanya took up her position with the men by the pump, and simmered as Rachel took an endless procession of photos. Tanya suspected that on several occasions Rachel had waited for the precise moment for a gust of wind to life up her dress and flash her tight red panties at the camera as well. Unable to cover up, Tanya had to just stand there and take it.

Eventually, Rachel stopped, and exchanged contact details with the men so that the photos could be sent to them.

As they both hopped in the car, Tanya looked around one last time.

"What do you want?" Rachel asked, amused.

"I want to know what this place is called." Tanya replied, flatly.

"Why?"

"So I know never to come here, ever again!"

As the car doors slammed shut and the vehicle pulled out on to the main road, the men on the forecourt could hear Rachel's laughter peel away into the distance.